Get used to opening windows wide To see what the past has done to the present, And weep quietly, quietly, Lest our enemies hear Broken shards clattering within us. Sometimes I walk late into the night and roll the words of Palestinian poet Mahmoud Darwish over in my mind. I don’t know where I’m goingContinue reading “Anorexia and trauma: why the world needs to worry about the Middle East”